All-Things-Little-House have been a part of our family lexicon for as long as I can remember. We've read Laura's books, and Lissa's books, we've churned butter, made cornhusk dolls, pieced together bits of quilts, studied Scotland, New England, and all-things-pioneer. We can quote Martha and Charlotte and Ma and Laura, Mary, Carrie, Mrs. Boast and Mr. Edwards. We have laughed, cuddled, discussed and pondered as we've read and reread these books together. I love them because they are a part of our homeschool ... they are a part of my family.
And so, yes, I actually teared up when I saw Pa's fiddle, and Laura's sewing machine, Ma's pearl handled pen and the little china box that Laura received for Christmas one year. I was delighted to see Laura's handwriting -- original manuscripts on tablets -- which looked just like my own grandmother's penmanship. And we all ooohed at the autograph cards from Minnie Johnson and Mrs. Boast, and at the bead work over which Mary had labored.
We spent nearly two hours getting our fill of two tiny houses, a small museum and a bookstore (t-shirts and tin cups were a must) and I must agree with Ramona -- that lady in Arkansas was very, very wrong.
No photos are allowed inside the houses, so we had to settle for a few outside shots:
|Waiting for the tour of the Rock House.|
All of us on Laura and Almanzo's front porch.
|The girls, looking the farmhouse over (and Atticus, to the far right, wondering how much we're going to spend in the gift shop.)|
|Another view of the farmhouse.|
|The English cottage style "Rock House" which Rose had built for Laura and Almanzo (though they, amusingly, moved back to their little farm house as soon as they could.)|
I'll be back tomorrow with a few shots of the gorgeous drive we took through the Ozark mountains to get to Rocky Ridge.